Happy 8th Birthday, Nans!
Hello, Nans! Quick confession. I forgot that it was your death anniversary today. It was only when I saw the “On this day” reminders on Facebook that I was, well, reminded. Sorry... :) So, I forgot that today was the day you left. But I remembered you. I remembered that I dreamt of you the other day. We were in Pansol. We were riding a motorcycle together, and I was driving. When I woke up I thought that was a hoot, and far from the truth. Because you told me before that you would disown me the moment I get a motorcycle for myself. Well, Nans, it's been eight years. There have been many times I've been tempted to buy a motorcycle, but there's still no motorcycle in the driveway. I forgot that today was the day you left. But I remembered you. I remembered the way you would playfully stroke my back, especially when you're trying to get me to run errands for you. And you would add, “Sige na, anak.” in that paawa/pakiusap tone that you have. And it w